Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 555


    Chapter 555 Creating a Chance Encounter


    “Wait there, I will be right back.”


    Kisa nodded. The snow was getting heavier, and Jensen, who carried Mia in his arms, soon


    disappeared into the snow. She looked up at the sky and suddenly remembered the day she was sent


    to prison. The snow then was as heavy as today’s, and a thickyer had umted on the ground.


    She sat in the police car and looked out at the white nket of snow, which looked beautiful but also


    very bleak.


    She rolled forward in her wheelchair, then stretched her hand out of the eaves to catch the chilly


    snowkes. The air was chilly, and the light–weighted snowkes danced with the wind, but not a


    single snowke fell on her palm. She could not resist moving a bit further out. The ground was wet,


    and the wheels rolled forward slowly with inertia, with only a centimeter left before she would fall down


    the steps. Suddenly, her wheelchair lost its bnce. Her heart skipped a beat. Before she could react,


    a force pulled the wheelchair backward and stationed it steadily at the ss door of the building. As


    she looked up in trepidation, she saw Gilbert’s cold eyes and mocking smile. Her heart involuntarily


    pounded as she grabbed the nket on her leg. He leaned against the ss door with a half–burned


    cigarette between his fingers. Kisa frowned, as the hospital was a no–smoking zone, and he had not


    abided by the rule.


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    “Humph!” He sneered as he looked in the direction Jensen had just left. “It seems useless for you to


    y the pity card; he still carries another woman and leaves.”


    “What has that got to do with you?” Kisa said, spelling it out to Gilbert in a bitter tone.


    Gilbert smiled and did not get angry. The fire between his fingers was flickering in the icy wind. He


    brought his cigarette to his lips, took a puff, exhaled a ring of smoke, and said, “It is none of my


    business. I just think it is a little funny.”


    Kisa did not want to talk to him. She turned to look at the snow outside. It felt icy cold as the wind–


    carried snowkes hit her face. She could not help but raise her hand and pat her face. It was really a


    chilly day today. After sitting here for just a minute, she felt like her face was freezing over. Neither of


    them spoke, and the atmosphere was even more ufortable when it snowed. Kisa stretched her


    neck and nced in the direction of the parking area. But Jensen had yet toe. She clenched her


    hands on her sides, then moved in a different direction and slid down a ramp next to her in the


    wheelchair. As she came down to the level ground, Gilbert came down from the steps and stopped in


    front of her. He was so tall that he looked like a mountain in front of her, and she had to look up to see


    his face. Gilbert was wearing a long ck coat with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a


    cigarette to his lips. Kisa frowned and tried to move around him. He took a step across and stood in her


    way again. It seemed the same as thest time, in the hallway. He is intent on picking a fight with her.


    “What do you mean by doing this?” Kisa frowned, her voice frosty.


    “Nothing. I simply think your wheelchair is an eyesore.” Gilbert’s voice was equally frosty.


    Kisaughed. “If it is an eyesore, don’t look at it. Who is forcing you to look at it? I didn’t know that you


    were so free toe to the hospital to create a chance encounter with me.”